How can you be of God?When you look, when you dress,When you smell just like the worldDo you see me as being bad,A friend your children shouldn't have,Just one glance and you know what I'm about

It's not the length of my hair, it's not the clothes that I wear But it's the cross that I bear Cause you know that I am

In the world not of it Cause we gotta show the world He loves them Even though we look the same we're not the same

God where can I look for you?What will it look like,What will it be like when I gaze my eyes on youWill I find You a hungry man, will I find You in a prison,Or will I find You in the office of a church?